to investigate.” Melody pointed out, reaching out with
her hand and grabbing some strands of Amelia’s hair. The mermaid rested
comfortably against the cabin’s window, almost relaxed now that she got used to
the ship’s movements.
Amelia
didn’t protest at the mermaid’s touch, resisting the urge to reach and do the
same to the blonde’s hair. She wanted to touch the thin strands that swirled
behind the mermaid’s back, but decorum made her stay still.
Melody
must have noticed her desire because she whipped her head around and made her
golden hair hit the redhead on the face, Amelia spluttering in response.
The
princess grabbed Melody’s hair, intending to clear it away, but she stopped
once her hands touched it, rolling the gold strands between her fingers. It was
soft, almost silky, and surprisingly dry for something that had been submerged
in the water.
Melody
smiled at Amelia’s wonderment and reached out for her face, caressing it and
making Amelia startle once again.
“So
you like my hair?” Amelia waited a few seconds to ask, trying to ignore the
blush that adorned her face. She didn’t know what else to ask.
The
mermaid nodded her smile widening. “I do, there’s no mermaid with hair colored
in that shade. It’s beautiful.”
Amelia
blushed again and looked away. “Thanks.” She mumbled under her breath.
Melody’s
finger on her chin made her look at the mermaid. The blonde smiled and
continued caressing Amelia’s face, her hands soft and delicate.
The
princess didn’t understand why she let the mermaid fondle her like that.
Against most people she would have ordered them to stop, but there was
something about Melody that made not care.
She
reached out and grabbed one of the mermaid’s hands. She studied it carefully,
her finger running over the palm. Melody had black nails that were almost two
inches long; big enough to look like claws, yet when Amelia pressed her fingers
against them they bent, but didn’t break.
Melody
also studied Amelia. The mermaid had never seen a human up close and she used
the opportunity to inspect the other female, cataloguing every difference
between her and the princess.
It
didn’t take long for Amelia to realize they had spent several minutes in
complete silence, contemplating each other and when she did she blushed, making
Melody look at her curiously.
It
was expected they wouldn’t have much to talk about; they had never met each
other before, nor had they much of anything in common beyond a certain
fascination with each other.
“I
love your voice.” Melody said, realizing that the princess wasn’t comfortable
in the silence.
Amelia
startled a little could only look confusedly at the mermaid. “My voice?”
Melody
nodded. “Yes, it makes me shiver every time I hear it, but it’s a good shiver,
you know?”
“I
… guess?” Amelia replied half questionably, shrugging her shoulders. She didn’t
understood what the other woman meant, but she supposed the mermaid must have
heard something in her voice.
Suddenly,
Amelia heard a sound from outside the room and realized her tutor must have
come to check on her. She turned to Melody, worried, before she poised her
hands on the mermaid’s shoulders. “You need to leave, someone is coming.”
Melody
nodded, hearing the same thing the princess had. “I know.” She felt sad and
angry at being interrupted, but knew she had to leave.
Without
giving a chance for Amelia to resist, Melody reached forward and kissed the
princess, her lips pressing against the redhead’s for an bare instant, before
she leaned back and smirked, letting herself fall to the water below.
The
princess could only touch her lips and marvel at what she felt while Melody
kissed her, before her door opened and Madelyn came in.
Chapter 2
The
encounter between the two women repeated itself during the next days.
Melody
made sure to follow Amelia’s ship, visiting the redhead as often as she could.
The two started
her hand and grabbing some strands of Amelia’s hair. The mermaid rested
comfortably against the cabin’s window, almost relaxed now that she got used to
the ship’s movements.
Amelia
didn’t protest at the mermaid’s touch, resisting the urge to reach and do the
same to the blonde’s hair. She wanted to touch the thin strands that swirled
behind the mermaid’s back, but decorum made her stay still.
Melody
must have noticed her desire because she whipped her head around and made her
golden hair hit the redhead on the face, Amelia spluttering in response.
The
princess grabbed Melody’s hair, intending to clear it away, but she stopped
once her hands touched it, rolling the gold strands between her fingers. It was
soft, almost silky, and surprisingly dry for something that had been submerged
in the water.
Melody
smiled at Amelia’s wonderment and reached out for her face, caressing it and
making Amelia startle once again.
“So
you like my hair?” Amelia waited a few seconds to ask, trying to ignore the
blush that adorned her face. She didn’t know what else to ask.
The
mermaid nodded her smile widening. “I do, there’s no mermaid with hair colored
in that shade. It’s beautiful.”
Amelia
blushed again and looked away. “Thanks.” She mumbled under her breath.
Melody’s
finger on her chin made her look at the mermaid. The blonde smiled and
continued caressing Amelia’s face, her hands soft and delicate.
The
princess didn’t understand why she let the mermaid fondle her like that.
Against most people she would have ordered them to stop, but there was
something about Melody that made not care.
She
reached out and grabbed one of the mermaid’s hands. She studied it carefully,
her finger running over the palm. Melody had black nails that were almost two
inches long; big enough to look like claws, yet when Amelia pressed her fingers
against them they bent, but didn’t break.
Melody
also studied Amelia. The mermaid had never seen a human up close and she used
the opportunity to inspect the other female, cataloguing every difference
between her and the princess.
It
didn’t take long for Amelia to realize they had spent several minutes in
complete silence, contemplating each other and when she did she blushed, making
Melody look at her curiously.
It
was expected they wouldn’t have much to talk about; they had never met each
other before, nor had they much of anything in common beyond a certain
fascination with each other.
“I
love your voice.” Melody said, realizing that the princess wasn’t comfortable
in the silence.
Amelia
startled a little could only look confusedly at the mermaid. “My voice?”
Melody
nodded. “Yes, it makes me shiver every time I hear it, but it’s a good shiver,
you know?”
“I
… guess?” Amelia replied half questionably, shrugging her shoulders. She didn’t
understood what the other woman meant, but she supposed the mermaid must have
heard something in her voice.
Suddenly,
Amelia heard a sound from outside the room and realized her tutor must have
come to check on her. She turned to Melody, worried, before she poised her
hands on the mermaid’s shoulders. “You need to leave, someone is coming.”
Melody
nodded, hearing the same thing the princess had. “I know.” She felt sad and
angry at being interrupted, but knew she had to leave.
Without
giving a chance for Amelia to resist, Melody reached forward and kissed the
princess, her lips pressing against the redhead’s for an bare instant, before
she leaned back and smirked, letting herself fall to the water below.
The
princess could only touch her lips and marvel at what she felt while Melody
kissed her, before her door opened and Madelyn came in.
Chapter 2
The
encounter between the two women repeated itself during the next days.
Melody
made sure to follow Amelia’s ship, visiting the redhead as often as she could.
The two started
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